No, I don't feel a thing. Life's going by me. And still I say, Oh God! I'm making the same mistakes. Low? I'm on empty. Try to erase all the bad times. Free? I don't seem to be. My soul remains tied to your life. Every breath you breathe deep, I feel you

Young money Mack I'm goin' in I'm a Millionaire I'm a Young Money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the

I see the world it's going 'round. Seems to me it's upside down. Looking for something to say. I feel a little different anyway. Yeah, yeah. Does it make much sense to you? Doin' all those things you do. Making sure that I'm alright? Yeah, I'm fine!

Generation day, shot! Falling away, a generation dies And going in to the new times Revelations of the mind Destination changing all the tides Hate the way, speed of light Innocent cannot feel this fight or get it right Situation coming strong

My troubles test me on the daily They say that only God can save me I think I'm slowly going under But I won't ever tell my brother And now I wonder where's the good gone? 'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?